This time, Qiao Lian'er looked more carefully than ever before.
The eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and tongue are truly unlike anything else; there's not a single trace of inheritance, except for the expression.
After finishing their meal, the Qiao family went to the hall to choose some items.
The goods piled up like a mountain almost took up half of the hall.
"Lian'er, how much silver did you spend on all this?" Old Mrs. Qiao asked.
"Not much, just over a hundred taels," Qiao Lian'er said.
That translates to over 100,000 yuan. Spending that much money all at once is indeed extravagant.
But compared to what the family owns and their daily income, it is insignificant.
Grandma Qiao had already considered this in her mind, telling everyone to choose carefully and not to fight over something that would make them look foolish.
In reality, the Qiao family never competed for anything; they always wanted to give the better things to others, and they would pass the buck back and forth.
Grandma Qiao immediately realized that even one hundred taels was a sum that many families couldn't afford. In fact, a whole family, young and old, might save up for a lifetime and still not be able to save one hundred taels.
The Qiao family has really prospered.
The old lady was filled with joy.
This is an idyllic life I could never have dreamed of.
"Grandpa, Grandma," Qiao Lian'er walked up to Old Madam Qiao, "I have something to tell you."
The grandfather and grandson went into the kitchen.
"During the meal, Grandma noticed that you seemed preoccupied," Grandma Qiao asked with concern. "Did something happen to you this time you went out?"
Qiao Lian'er sat down: "There is a family that is looking for their daughter who has been missing for almost thirty years."
"How could they just lose their child? The parents are so irresponsible." Old Mrs. Qiao seemed to remember something, and a hint of anger appeared on her face.
Twenty-eight years ago, she was just as angry—no, much angrier than she is now. Back then, she wanted nothing more than to tear those parents apart.
"They're probably thinking that once someone else raises their child, they'll go back to live with them in their old age. They're really playing a wishful thinking game," Old Man Qiao snorted.
“Lian’er, I know you’re very capable, but we don’t need to pay attention to people like that. You know, human traffickers often wander around outside the village. When your uncles and your mother were little, we never dared to let them out of our sight for even a moment. We would carry them with us when we went to work in the fields and put them by the field. When we went to chop firewood in the mountains, we would put them in a cloth bag and hang them in front of us. When the older ones grew up, they took care of the younger ones. If we found anything wrong, we would shout and the whole village would come to help.”
"Having a child is not easy. Unless the parents are particularly careless, they generally won't abandon their child. If they do abandon the child, it might be intentional. They know exactly which family will take the child in and raise them. Once the child is grown up, they will come back to take the child back."
Grandma Qiao said indignantly, "Some people are afraid of being found and troubled, so they deliberately choose to throw their trash in far away places. You don't know where they live, but they know your family details, how many people are in your family, and what kind of business you do."
She would never forget that twenty-eight years ago, in the early winter, at the foot of Beishan Mountain, she saw a child whose whole body was purple. The child had dark, clear eyes and was extremely cute, but he was so cold that his spirit was fading and he was barely breathing.
At that time, she had only given birth to her third child a year earlier. When she held the child in her arms, she felt as if her heart was about to break.
Standing in the dead of winter, she pointed at the sky and cursed the earth, giving the child's family a thorough dressing-down.
When she was tired of scolding and couldn't scold anymore, she took the child home and breastfed him, feeding him little by little.
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